The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 132

White clothes and black hair, fair skin, but black hair, the contrast between black and white becomes more and more thrilling, half of the silhouette is hidden in the light and shadow, with the sound of Sisi threading, he raised his head, the movements of his hands slowed down, and his eyes followed suit. With the change of light and shadow, it seems that thousands of emotions flashed in an instant, and all the surrounding sounds faded away, like an ancient black and white portrait.

Because Song Weimu was going to the United States to audition, she had to ask the director for a few days off. It was extremely embarrassing to say it. The filming of "Sleeves in the West Window" was probably the crew that she asked for the most leave.

Xie Hou was indeed a little dissatisfied, but since most of the funds for this crew were obtained from Duan Ershao, he had to give him some face no matter what. It was a good opportunity to shoot the scenes of the two protagonists, so I simply agreed after thinking about it.

Now that Song Weimu has met a few times, Second Young Master Duan is definitely not at ease if she wants to go abroad alone, so she carefully chooses an assistant who can speak English for her, and then calls He Mingyuan over and sends him to go with her.

As for the agent, He Mingyuan really only listed one name, and there was almost nothing about him in it. Duan Ershao's hands-on appearance made He Mingyuan think that Duan Ershao planned to be a full-time agent.

After hearing that he was going to accompany Song Weimu to the Hollywood interview, He Mingyuan didn't know what to say for a while.

Just established a firm foothold in the domestic film industry, is it going to develop abroad?
This speed is really unmatched.

He Mingyuan sighed with emotion, and he agreed decisively. It is an opportunity to have contact with American directors. Chu Qianbai has developed to the top in China, and now he can only develop abroad. If he can take this opportunity to communicate with American directors Getting in a relationship is a breeze.

Sophia is still in Huaxia, wandering around with sunglasses every day, never mentioning the matter of returning to the United States, Duan Shao is worried when she sees her self-deception, even if the relationship is not close, she is still a cousin, her brain is so stupid, It must not be eaten to death by Murphys.

Now I have an idea, Sophia’s agent was given to Sophia by Murphys, not to mention other things, it is absolutely reliable, no matter how capable He Mingyuan is, he is not familiar with the place there, Sofia’s agent is idle now , might as well lend it to Song Weimu for "use".

Sophia is short-mouthed and penniless now, so relying on his cousin for relief, she is naturally extraordinarily well-behaved. Hearing that she wants to temporarily contact her manager with Song Weimu, she called her manager without saying a word. Telephone.

Seeing Sophia blinking her eyes begging for rewards, Duan Ershao almost touched his forehead, thinking that he had helped him a lot anyway, so he gently reminded her, "Your manager is very good."

This is the person Murphys sent to you. If you call so carelessly, your location has already been exposed!He also consciously hid very well.

Sophia said blankly, "Christine is of course very powerful, and she is also taking care of my funds."

Second Young Master Duan stood up and smiled, "I'll go first."

Nima, how did this brain grow!Speaking of which, the brains of their generation are not bad, why is Sophia just not enlightened!

He deserves to be eaten to death.

Thinking of it this way, his wife is still better, so smart and capable, she can also swordsmanship, embroidery, and versatile!

Still he has a good eye.

When I got home, I wanted to call Song Weimu, but then I thought that it should be night over there, and now it might be jet lag, so I could only reluctantly throw the phone aside.

It was indeed dark over there, but Song Weimu encountered a little situation and hadn't returned to the hotel. He was still on the way, the lights outside were bright, and the light band formed by the traffic flow kept wandering.

This is New York City.

It was a bit of a coincidence that they came back together with a big star. Thousands of fans who picked up the plane were stuck in the airport, and all the passengers were stuck in the airport. Song Weimu is one of them. The staff at the airport were used to this kind of thing, and they handled it neatly. The big stars left without stopping, so they were able to come out.

Song Weimu thought of the huge momentum just now, it was not worse than the concert, and the foreign fans were more enthusiastic than the domestic fans, Song Weimu saw with his own eyes a little blond girl fiercely rushing past the order personnel, screaming loudly Calling "I love you" and going to hug that big star, that kind of fanaticism makes people's scalp tingle when they see it, but luckily they were stopped.

Christine shrugged to Song Weimu, and said to Song Weimu in fluent Chinese, "You will get used to it after you stay in the United States for a long time. This kind of scene will be staged at Los Angeles Airport every few days."

"—Compared to Los Angeles, New York is already trivial."

Song Weimu finally had a preliminary understanding of Americans' enthusiasm.

(End of this chapter)